JOAQUI

About Me

Sunday, January 29, 2012

He was just a boy I got acquainted with through a friend. He was tall, dark and handsome. Sorry for the cliche but he really was. However, these were not the traits that got me interested in his whole persona. Through all my conversations with him what I found most endearing was his sincerity. You could see it through his eyes not through his words. His actions would make you doubt but when you look into his eyes, you will believe. I believed.

Not only did I believe, but I also dreamt. I hoped. Well, he did not promise anything, or maybe he did. I don't know now, I don't remember anymore. In a way, I choose not to remember for whatever promises laid before are trivial now. They are like withered flower petals on a bedside table.

I don't harbor any ill feelings toward him and I never had. Even though I've been coerced by my friends to do otherwise. All these are part of the past that's why I can write about it to archive in the recesses of all yesterdays. As this is not an invitation to dance to an old forgotten melody but to give in to catharsis.

The entire phase with the boy is brief, almost negligible, in a timeline perspective. However the brevity of it all and of this post is of no way telling the impression it all left on me.

I know he is happy right now with his love. I can't say the same with myself but nonetheless that won't hinder me to be happy for someone in the past. As I now learn to wish this to everyone, I continue to wish him this. Light. Love. Happiness.

Tuesday, October 4, 2011

I walked in the shop filled with things I likeIn all colors and in all grandeur they were all displayedI looked around in search of the one perfect pieceI can buy more than one but that’s too muchIt’s a sin

I saw one particular piece that’s almost hidden on a corner shelfTimid, gentle and simple – just the way I like themApproaching it makes the feeling strongerYes, this is the perfect piece, well, at least for todayAsking for more than that is a sin

I laid out the notes in exchange of the goodsPreference is unwrapped as they feel good in my handsI left the shop with satisfaction up the brimToday’s urge to splurge was fulfilledThinking of doing it again is a sin

Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Everything about this clip is inspiring. From the first shot to the point where it ended, I bask in inspiration to write again and explore the creative side of my personality.

The music, the cinematography and most especially the lines weaved seamlessly and formed one very memorable clip. I wish I can bottle this clip up and have a drop or two in my morning cup of coffee so each day moving forth I will be inspired. I have the song in my phone and I imagine this each time I play the song. I guess, that would suffice.